The first sight is amazing, and the idealism is unforgettable.

At first sight, the moon shone and the entire sky was covered with a layer of magnificent starlight.

He was dressed in a blue shirt and had a gentle smile, like the most beautiful jade in the world, even though the eyes behind the white mist looked dim and normal compared to the moon at night, but it still attracted everyone's attention, taking away her spring and autumn, summer and winter.

"Ahh

Niu Rui sighed shallowly, looking at her short arms and short legs, for some reason, she suddenly wanted to grow up quickly.

"Niurui, why did you come back so early today?"

"There were few people today, so I crossed a person over."

Approaching the village, a sturdy young man in brown linen was emerging from the shadow of the wooden house.

With dark skin and a cheeky smile, after greeting the cow, he turned his head and looked at the golden scales with a friendly expression.

"My name is Black Mountain, and you are welcome to our half-demon village."

Half-demon village?

Hearing this, Jin Liang glanced at the "Half-Demon City" in his heart a little strangely, not so much "Half-Demon City", in fact, the name "Half-Demon Village" seemed to be more suitable for the image of this half-demon community.

"My name is Golden Scale."

"Well, then I'll take you to register first."

Silent all the way, Golden Scale followed behind Niu Rui and Black Mountain, constantly looking at the "Half-Demon Village" in front of him.

Most of the wooden houses in this village are newly built, and some of the old houses have been renovated, but the number of old houses is far from accommodating the increasing number of half-demons.

The sound of sawing wood, running and jumping, laughter, most of the half-demons in this village are underage boys and girls, and some are even children.

However, the half-demons who have been soaked in bitter water since they were children have long been accustomed to hardships and fatigue, and they have long been familiar with the work of building a house.

Even if it is a difficult and heavy job, for them half-demons, it is not a big deal for a long time. Moreover, they are still very happy to do these jobs, and they don't need anyone else to order them.

After all, the coolies used to be worked for others; And nowadays, everything they do, they do for their own lives. Willingly, without the slightest resentment.

"Here we are."

Hearing Montenegro's words, Jin Liang was slightly stunned, only to realize that he had pushed the door into a wooden house.

"Can you write?"

Seeing the pen and paper handed to him by Black Mountain, Golden Scale nodded seriously.

"Okay, you fill in your personal information here."

Personal information?

Hearing this novel word, Jin Liang couldn't help but be curious, nodded, and took the pen and paper in Montenegro's hand.

"Then I'll go out first, and you can arrange the rest for him."

"Okay."

Oxberry gave Golden Scale a sullen look, didn't speak to him, pushed open the door, and left the wooden house straight.

"What's wrong with her?"

"Huh?"

As soon as the cow stamen walked on his front foot, Black Mountain inquired thoughtfully about the golden scales on the side.

She looked at it, didn't seem to be very happy? Do you know why? ”

"I don't know."

He actually knew a little bit about the reason, but he didn't know Niu Rui well, and he couldn't talk about her private affairs behind her back casually.

"Well, you fill it in first, and I'll take you to the place where you live later."

"Okay, thank you, Big Brother Montenegro."

"It's a small thing."

After thanking Montenegro for his kindness, Golden Scale picked up the pen and began to carefully examine the contents of the "Register".

Name/Gender/Place of Origin/Date of Birth/Type of Bloodline/Have You Cultivated......

The questions are complex, the data is abundant, and the contents of the register cover almost most of his information, even his "parents' names" and "personal skills...... and other options such as the book, all of which were listed one by one, which made him feel uncomfortable being seen through.

Except for the mandatory fields marked in red, you can choose to fill in the other fields voluntarily.

The Divine Monarch said that this register is a necessary step to become a resident of the weak waters, and every half-demon who comes here must fill it out.

Moreover, after you fill it out, it will ensure that your personal information is not exposed. ”

"Not exposed? Are you sure? ”

"Of course it's true, the Divine Monarch won't deceive us."

Looking up, looking at the determined light in Black Mountain's eyes, to be honest, he was really getting more and more curious about Niu Rui and the Divine Monarch in the Black Mountain Pass.

What kind of god would come up with the idea of establishing a "half-demon city"? What kind of god will make the eyes of these half-demons who have been trapped in darkness for a long time shine with hope?

Unquestionable, inviolable, and undoubted, if it weren't for the monstrous ability to bewitch, then this god was already an extremely high and extremely sacred existence in the hearts of these half-demons.

In just a few months, he easily made these first-half demons the most sincere and loyal believers in the weak waters.

Golden Scale held the pen and wrote his name on it seriously.

Although the handwriting is crooked, every stroke and stroke is written by Jin Liang in the most sincere mood.

His personal information was not a secret, and since the weak water river Berken had taken him in, then he shouldn't be suspicious.

The half-demons are weak, and at this time, the protection of the weak waters for them is a great blessing for all the half-demons in Lingzhou, which they will not be able to repay in their lives.

In the distance, as the temporary village chief of the "Half-Demon Village" and the only demon in the current half-demon community, Niu Man was following the Phantom Demon Butterfly, cautiously flying towards the weak water.

"Click-"

The butterfly wings vibrate, and the phantom butterfly landed lightly on Niu Man's body, turning into a phantom light, enveloping Niu Man's entire body.

"Gollum—"

Looking at the sparkling and weak river in front of him, Niu Man couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and for a while, his heart was a little worried.

800 miles of quicksand, 3,000 weak water depths; The goose feathers can't float, and the reed flowers sink at the bottom.

Even though Niu Man has never seen the real weak water river, he is no stranger to the famous reputation of weak water in Kyushu.

According to legend, the weak water is turbid, but the weak water river in front of you is extremely clear. There is neither quicksand nor ups and downs, the blue water lines are calmly swinging on the surface of the river, and every drop of river water seems to reveal an indescribable Zen.

"This weak river is the natal river of the Divine Monarch, and the changes in the waterway are the Divine Monarch's understanding of the waterway, I don't understand it, it's normal."

Closing his eyes, he didn't think much about it, relying on the protection of the phantom butterfly, Niu Man kicked his legs lightly, and the whole person resolutely jumped into the azure in front of him.

"Poof—"

The water splashed everywhere, as if the mirror was broken, and Niu Man's figure was swallowed into a drop of weak water in an instant.

The river water is clear, and under the phantom light barrier of the phantom butterfly, the cattle swimming in the weak water river seem to be hanging in the air, dreamy and beautiful.